Bully For You
Take a name, no you can take a number
Wide awake, but I've been dreaming of her
(New world, new dark)
Take my eyes and black them out like cameras
Take my hands and treat them both like hammers
(Watch your, watchdogs)
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the aliens
The Earth looks greener when you squint
If only she was born a son
If she only she had-
Below our friends, above the vultures
Bite my tongue because when invulgar
(Oh yeah, don't stop)
Subtract her voice cause' she's her mother's daughter
Shaking hands and drinking Arnold Palmers
(Except that, she's not)
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the aliens
The Earth looks greener when you squint
If only she was born a son
If only we could take the hint
She says, "hold me and tell me what you like about me"
You know, you really shouldn't tempt me
With all the things you hold against me
So stay up and watch the riot gear erase us
I'm tripping over all my spilled guts
I'm standing knee deep in the bad blood
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the next of kin
The baby's bedroom's blanket's pink
So she'll politely overcome
And softly sweetly talk some sense
If only Andra'd bear a son
Then maybe she'd still have a head
Bully for you while you're young
Bully for you while you're young
Bully for the missing girls
Wide awake, but I've been dreaming of her
(New world, new dark)
Take my eyes and black them out like cameras
Take my hands and treat them both like hammers
(Watch your, watchdogs)
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the aliens
The Earth looks greener when you squint
If only she was born a son
If she only she had-
Below our friends, above the vultures
Bite my tongue because when invulgar
(Oh yeah, don't stop)
Subtract her voice cause' she's her mother's daughter
Shaking hands and drinking Arnold Palmers
(Except that, she's not)
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the aliens
The Earth looks greener when you squint
If only she was born a son
If only we could take the hint
She says, "hold me and tell me what you like about me"
You know, you really shouldn't tempt me
With all the things you hold against me
So stay up and watch the riot gear erase us
I'm tripping over all my spilled guts
I'm standing knee deep in the bad blood
Bully for you, baby girl
Brought into a dying world
Run and tell the next of kin
The baby's bedroom's blanket's pink
So she'll politely overcome
And softly sweetly talk some sense
If only Andra'd bear a son
Then maybe she'd still have a head
Bully for you while you're young
Bully for you while you're young
Bully for the missing girls
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Kerr, Oliver Elliott Mann, Christopher Mcclelland, Thomas Serl
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